These times feel unsettling, unsteady… groundless.
I am being called upon to be simultaneously cautious and courageous…to withdraw and contract in my physical existence and at the same time expand in my mental engagement and emotional processing.
So, as the flood gates begin to rattle and I feel on the verge of being washed away, I take one more breath. In that breath the walls deteriorate, not crumbling inward but endlessly expanding outward.
In this groundlessness, I flutter and flow. In the space of not knowing, I begin to find myself not needing to know.
In being groundless, I am learning to be boundless.